You can't afford to hurt the readers who are transmigrated into scumbags

When Yan Zhiling woke up, he had already returned to Ling Yanfeng's bedroom.

In fact, immortal cultivators don't really need sleep, but Yan Zhiling found that since he was with Yin Tianchen, he became more and more lethargic and ate more and more.Although the experience of cultivating the Tao automatically excretes excess substances in the body, so as not to have a small belly and fat, but Yan Zhiling still feels that he can no longer be so decadent.

He got up from the bed, took the mahogany sword to the yard, and began to practice swords.

When Yin Tianchen came back with the food, he saw Yan Zhiling dancing with his sword in the courtyard, his clothes fluttering, and he could faintly see the beast spirit emanating from his body, it was a silver-white snow unicorn—— — This is a unique setting in this world. The author believes that the origin of human beings comes from animals, so after every monk has cultivated to a certain level, his natal animal spirit will appear.The beast spirit is something more important than the golden core. If the golden core is broken, it can be cultivated again, but if the beast spirit is scattered, it will be a dead end.

Yin Tianchen vaguely remembered that it was mentioned in the original book, but as a scumbag with no plot except meat, the existence of the beast spirit is also set for bed sports.

It seems that after Yan Zhiling was trained into a cauldron by the original body, he resisted more fiercely, and the original body invaded his sea of ​​consciousness, and used his beast spirit form to viciously violate Xue Qilin.

As for what the original beast spirit was, Yin Tianchen only vaguely remembered that it was a canine animal.

The natal beast spirit will only appear after the alchemy is formed, and the guardian will only be released in critical moments. Because Yin Tianchen didn't care, he didn't even see the real appearance of his own beast spirit, and he didn't know what Yan Zhiling did. Even practicing swords can release the beast spirits.

Yin Tianchen stood at the gate of the courtyard for a while, and Yan Zhiling finally noticed his presence.

Withdrawing the sword, he walked towards him slowly.

"I won't eat dinner today!" Yan Zhiling raised his head and chest.

Yin Tianchen was taken aback: "Why?"

Yan Zhiling said: "If you don't eat it, you don't eat it. I am a master, and I will do whatever I say!"

The corner of Yin Tianchen's mouth twitched slightly: "Then don't eat it." Why are you so fierce?

Yin Tianchen himself has the habit of eating, unless he is in seclusion or there is some force majeure, he will not miss breakfast, lunch and dinner.Moreover, the food provided by Tianfeng Sword Sect is all spirit rice and spirit meat. Although eating it will not have any effect of greatly increasing the skill, it is definitely not bad for the body.

Yin Tianchen, who didn't know what Yan Zhiling was feeling again, brought the food into the room and ate it by himself.

Yan Zhiling followed behind him, swallowing silently.

Yin Tianchen heard it, and felt a little funny: "Really don't want to eat?" He confirmed again.

Yan Zhiling shook his head vigorously: "Don't eat!"

At the same time, he touched his waist without any trace. Fortunately, there is nothing that shouldn't be there, and he must persist in the future!The image of the master of the peak cannot be destroyed.

"Speaking of which, Master seems to be able to sleep more and more recently." Yin Tianchen suddenly spoke in the middle of eating.

Yan Zhiling's scalp tightened, and he said harshly, "Do you have any objections?"

Yin Tianchen said: "No wow, I just said it casually. However, Master has indeed neglected cultivation recently. Although we can get twice the result with half the effort when we practice double cultivation, we actually don't practice it many times." Usually only once every three or four days, and even when there is an emergency. There will be no ten days and half a month.

Yan Zhiling hummed and said, "So I'm practicing swords for my master."

So it was because of this?He said why he suddenly had a sudden whim.

Yin Tianchen said with a smile: "I just saw Master's natal beast spirit, it's very beautiful." After a pause, he suddenly thought, "Master, do you think that if you use the form of natal beast spirit to double cultivate, will it be more beautiful?" efficient?"

"...Don't even think about it!" Yan Zhiling roared, blushing, turned around and ran away.

Yin Tianchen held up his chopsticks with a dazed look on his face.

As a non-indigenous person, Yin Tianchen's understanding of the natal beast spirit is still based on the author's setting, but Yan Zhiling understands it very well. If the dual cultivation is the exchange of body and spiritual power, then the dual cultivation of the beast spirit is the soul. blended.This also means that the party that has been invaded will completely open up its secret place for the intruder to appreciate.

It was so shameful, Yan Zhiling felt his face burn when he thought about it.

Probably because this topic was too exciting, he just wanted to escape from Yin Tianchen's sight like a headless chicken, but he didn't notice his escape route, and unknowingly ran to the martial arts field.The suzerain of Tianfeng Sword Sect has three peaks, one big, two small, the big one is the suzerain's residence and meeting place, and the other two are the school and the martial arts training ground.

As dusk approached, there were very few people on the training ground.

But there was someone Yan Zhiling didn't want to see the most.

Liufang was teaching her disciples—she had taken in several apprentices before she snatched away Mo Yizhen and married him to have children—the current apprentice was the latest to start, and he had just formed a pill some time ago, and Liufang was Help him stabilize.

As soon as Liu Fang saw Yan Zhiling, her originally kind expression suddenly turned cold.

The disciple was startled when he saw this, thinking that he had made a mistake and offended Liu Fang, but when he turned his head and saw Yan Zhiling, he breathed a sigh of relief, and saluted, "I've seen Uncle Yan."

Yan Zhiling responded lightly.

Liu Fang waved her hand and asked her disciple to practice by herself, while she walked up to Yan Zhiling, glanced at the mahogany sword in his hand, and said in a strange way: "Master Yan never liked to practice martial arts. Are you interested?"

Yan Zhiling said coldly, "Just passing by."

Liu Fang smirked and said, "It's already here, why don't we have a competition?"

Yan Zhiling frowned and said, "No."

Liu Fang said: "Why?"

Yan Zhiling said: "I never bully the weak."

Liu Fang's face darkened.

Because Yan Zhiling's words inevitably reminded her of her current state. She was much older than Yan Zhiling, and she was nearly two hundred years old when she formed the alchemy. At that time, her speed was one of the best in the sect, but she didn't expect it. Two years later, Yan Zhiling, who had just turned [-] years old, came from behind and successfully formed a pill, suppressing her limelight all at once.It's inconvenient to mention the history of blood and tears after that, but even now, she is still struggling with the bottleneck of the golden core peak, but Yan Zhiling successfully conceived a baby after going to the Fairy Conference.

How could Liufang not be jealous of this!

What's even more unacceptable to her is that her son's relationship with Yan Zhiling is better than hers!Yan Zhiling was completely unaffected by the so-called "rival in love and the son of his lover", and still had a prosperous life.

"Peak Lord Yan is really good-tempered," Liu Fang couldn't help but speak with sarcasm, "It's not awkward to raise a son for an old lover."

Yan Zhiling looked at her inexplicably: "Didn't you beg my father and force Qian'er to me back then?"

The word "begging" completely collapsed Liufang's psychological defense.

Her nails almost dug into her palms, and she almost blurted out evil words in her stomach, but luckily Mo Yizhen's sudden appearance prevented her from losing her composure.

"Brother Zhen." Liufang walked around Yan Zhiling with a smile like a flower, and walked up to Mo Yizhen.

Yan Zhiling turned around.

Mo Yizhen, who was held by Liufang's arm, froze.

He still hasn't forgotten the scene he saw during the day—his son and his former quasi-dao couple coming out of the hot spring disheveledly—embarrassed and annoyed.

Liufang still didn't know what her husband was thinking, seeing him staring at Yan Zhiling unblinkingly, gritted his teeth secretly, but kept smiling: "Brother Zhen, I'll be back later, you don't have to come here specially." Find me."

Mo Yizhen was brought back to her senses by her, and said with a faint smile, "It's the Great Elder looking for you."

Liu Fang was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Master is looking for me, why?"

Mo Yizhen said: "It's inconvenient to talk about it in detail outside, so you should hurry up."

Now that the great elder had ordered, Liufang stopped competing with Yan Zhiling, and left calmly after explaining a few words to his disciple.

Mo Yizhen did not follow, he looked at Yan Zhiling with a complicated expression, hesitant to speak.

Yan Zhiling doesn't care what the scumbag thinks, he didn't intend to go to the martial arts training ground, and saw two annoying people one after another, the shyness in his heart has long been gone, and he planned to return to Ling Yanfeng with the peach wood sword.

Mo Yizhen reached out and stopped him: "Can we talk about it?"

Yan Zhiling directly opened his hand with the sword: "There is nothing to talk about."

Mo Yizhen covered the back of his hand and said firmly, "It's about Qian'er."

Yan Zhiling paused, turned around and walked towards the nearby woods. As soon as he stood still, he said unceremoniously: "My time is precious, let me fart."

Mo Yizhen slowed down his tone and asked, "When are you going to let Qian'er go?"

Yan Zhiling frowned.

Seeing that he didn't stab back with words immediately, Mo Yizhen immediately said: "You said that you were with Qian'er to take revenge on me, now that you have succeeded, I am in great pain, can you please stop?"

Yan Zhiling folded his arms and said, "Are you in pain, I can't tell at all."

Mo Yizhen understood the way he spoke, and was not annoyed: "Sometimes pain doesn't have to be shown."

Yan Zhiling tilted his head: "Then you smashed Ling Yanfeng's things last time."

Mo Yizhen immediately apologized: "Last time I was impulsive, how much compensation do you need, just tell Zhiling."

Yan Zhiling pursed his lips, as if he was thinking about something.

Mo Yizhen eagerly waited for his next words.

But hearing Yan Zhiling's tone of distaste: "Mo Yizhen, please don't call me by her name in the future, it sounds disgusting to me."

Mo Yizhen: "..."

Yan Zhiling said: "Besides, you probably haven't told Liufang about the matter between me and Qian'er? Since she doesn't know yet, how can I count my revenge as successful?"

Mo Yizhen said anxiously: "If Liufang finds out, it will be too late!"

Yan Zhiling didn't care and said, "Then I don't care."

Mo Yizhen said: "You deliberately seduced your apprentice, if this matter gets to the ears of the Great Elder and the Suzerain, do you know what will happen to you!"

Yan Zhiling's eyes froze: "I didn't seduce Qian'er!"

Mo Yizhen couldn't help snorting coldly: "Then how do you explain Qian'er's attitude towards you? Last time I advised him to separate from you, he still wants to die."

On Lingyan Peak, Yin Tianchen, who was "death or alive", sneezed.

Yan Zhiling said unceremoniously: "That's my charm! Weren't you also attracted by me back then, crying and begging to become a Taoist partner with me?"

Mo Yizhen was at a loss for words.

He couldn't tell that he was only with Yan Zhiling for resources, otherwise he would be beaten to death by Yan Zhiling, and Sect Master Tianfeng would not let him go easily.

"All in all, I won't let Qian'er continue to be confused by you!"

Yan Zhiling was confident: "Don't worry, I will never let Qian'er go. You should have thought about this day from the day you agreed to Liufang to foster him with me. I'm not the kind of dumb person who eats coptis. A person who makes enemies easier."

Mo Yizhen couldn't believe it: "You say I'm an enemy?!"

Yan Zhiling scoffed at his lack of self-knowledge, turned his head and walked away.

This time Mo Yizhen didn't stop him, because he knew that his conversation with Yan Zhiling failed again.

When Yan Zhiling returned to Lingyan Peak, Yin Tianchen was fiddling with Xuanxuan Sword in the room.

"How can you take out your sword here!" He had just finished arguing with Mo Yizhen, and his tone was inevitably agitated.

Yin Tianchen didn't know why his temper became even worse after going out for a trip, and he said innocently: "Take it out and study it, see if it can be transformed into a spiritual weapon, otherwise it's too violent to just put it on display."

Yan Zhiling also realized that he was venting his anger. He walked over, took the Xuanxuan Sword from Yin Tianchen, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you ask Elder Ninth tomorrow."

Seeing that his expression was not bad, Yin Tianchen put his arms around his waist and asked softly, "Did you encounter something unhappy?"

When facing Yin Tianchen, Yan Zhiling often treats himself as a child.

He took advantage of the situation and sat down in Lao Gong's arms, but he didn't want to mention Mo Yizhen's name, he shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Yin Tianchen naturally didn't believe it, and he knew what happened from the perspective of God.

...there was another quarrel, Mo Yizhen is really haunted.

Yin Tianchen deeply suspected that Mo Yizhen was unwilling because of his old lover's empathy. In fact, he didn't care much about his son who got together less and left more. Otherwise, how could he be nice to Yan Zhiling? It looks like it's about to explode.

He is not his own son, so he has no concept of filial piety, and Yan Zhiling doesn't want to talk about it, so he doesn't ask more.

Yan Zhiling was a man who kept his word, so he took Yin Tianchen to find the Ninth Elder early the next morning.The Ninth Elder is in charge of refining weapons. Most of the weapons of the disciples in the sect are made by him. There are not many heavyweight magical weapons, but they are better in mass production, which is very suitable for beginners.

The Ninth Elder was a fat old man with a round face, and Yin Tianchen once confused him with the Fifth Elder.

After all, the Fifth Elder's job is to refine medicine - if the Fifth Elder knew his idea, he would probably vomit blood with anger. He is a medicine refiner, not a cook, so he can make himself fat?

As soon as he took the Xuan Xuan Sword, the hands of the Ninth Elder trembled, and his face showed surprise.

"What's wrong?" Yin Tianchen asked.

Elder Ninth stroked his short beard, frowned and said: "This sword is not simple. The scabbard should be special, covering up the aura of the sword itself. You have to know it."

Yin Tianchen quickly pressed his hand that was about to move: "The Ninth Elder is really powerful. This scabbard is used to suppress evil spirits. In fact, it is a magic sword."

The Ninth Elder shook his hand again, and said in amazement: "Why is the magic sword in your hands?"

"It was obtained in the secret realm of the Fairy Conference, and the former owner of the cave was Feisheng Moxiu." Yan Zhiling said bluntly, "We came to you this time to ask if you can transform this sword into a spiritual weapon. "

The Ninth Elder put the sword back into Yin Tianchen's hand speechlessly: "Are you kidding my old man?"

Yin Tianchen said: "Can't it be reformed?"

The Ninth Elder said speechlessly: "If you want to have an Elder Moxiu in Jianzong, I can try."

Yan Zhiling was also straightforward: "Forget it."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Yin Tianchen to leave.

Before they could walk out of the courtyard, the Ninth Elder regretted it again, and chased after them holding his chubby belly: "Wait, wait a minute!"

Yan Zhiling turned around: "Can it be reformed again?"

"Reformation is impossible, the old man has no such ability." Ninth Elder rubbed his hands, and stared at Xuanxuan Sword with a slightly wretched smile, "However, can I store this sword with the old man temporarily, the old man has lived for so long and has not had a chance to study it Where is the magic sword?"

Yan Zhiling raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of becoming a demon?"

Ninth Elder said: "Just study it, it should be fine."

Yan Zhiling looked at Yin Tianchen, the sword belonged to him after all.

Yin Tianchen handed over the sword readily. Since nothing happened to the Xuanxuan sword in the original book, there shouldn't be any major problems this time.

Holding the sword in his hand, the Ninth Elder happily went to the refining room.

Yan Zhiling also pulled Yin Tianchen back to Lingyan Peak.

A few more days passed like this. Although they were the Ninth Elders who took the initiative to look for them last time, they didn't take the Xuanxuan Sword too seriously, and they put it behind them within two days.Moreover, Yan Zhiling's heart to strive for strength was rekindled, and he pestered Yin Tianchen's dual cultivation every day. Yin Tianchen also took the opportunity to coax him to try the beast spirit dual cultivation twice, and he completely forgot about Xuanxuan sword.

On this day, the disciple of the Ninth Elder sent Xuan Xuanjian back.

Yin Tianchen took the sword and thanked him. The disciple of the Ninth Elder completed his task and left soon.

When Yin Tianchen turned his head, he saw Yan Zhiling staring at the direction in which the disciple was leaving, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"what happened?"

Yan Zhiling then withdrew his gaze, stared at Xuanxuanjian for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's probably my illusion."

Unexpectedly, something happened that afternoon.

The disciple who returned the Xuanxuan Sword before went mad in the martial arts field and injured three brothers from the same sect.

Yin Tianchen thought of Xuanxuanjian all of a sudden, and was very annoyed.

Yan Zhiling blamed himself so much: "When the Xuanxuan sword was sent back, the scabbard was still intact, which means it was not improperly preserved. The only explanation is that the disciple secretly drew the sword halfway and saw it, and it was contaminated with demonic energy. "

In order to prove his guess, they also checked along the way the disciple came from, and they found several plants that had been infected by demonic energy and turned demonic.

Yin Tianchen was about to burn it, but he was also very puzzled: "It's so serious just to take a look at it? Then why is the Ninth Elder all right? And we also pulled it out last time, and there was no problem."

Yan Zhiling said: "The Ninth Elder and our cultivation bases are relatively high, so the disciple can build the foundation."

Yin Tianchen had a headache and said: "Then this is also our responsibility, I will go to the Ninth Elder to apologize."

Although Yan Zhiling didn't think it was their fault, but he also had a small part of the responsibility, so he went with Yin Tianchen.But when they got to the place, they realized that the matter was not as easy to solve as they imagined, because the Great Elder and Sect Master Tianfeng were also there.

It is a big deal for a disciple in the sect to go mad without warning, so it is natural to investigate strictly to avoid any hidden dangers.

Under the inquiry of the suzerain and the first elder, the nine elders had already revealed the whole matter of Xuanxuanjian, and the bulk of the responsibility undoubtedly fell on Yan Zhiling and Yin Tianchen who brought the magic sword back to the sect. As an elder, bear the brunt.

"Zhiling, you are too careless!" Sect Master Tianfeng was very disappointed.

He used to be proud of his son, but he didn't expect Yan Zhiling to grow older and more worry-free.

Yan Zhiling lowered his head, accepting this blame for life.

Yin Tianchen couldn't see it: "Master Zu, I actually brought this sword back."

Sect Master Tianfeng said: "You don't have to excuse your master, even if you really brought it back and he didn't stop him, he is also duty-bound." After a pause, he looked at Yan Zhiling again, "This time there are four The disciple was injured because of this, Zhiling, how do you think you should be punished?"

Yan Zhiling pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "It's all up to the suzerain to punish."

Yin Tianchen was still waiting to admit the crime, but was stopped by Sect Master Tianfeng: "Your punishment will not be less, and the Ninth Elder will also be punished."

The round face of the Ninth Elder had long lost the sense of joy, his eyebrows were drooping, and his expression was depressed.

"Elder Nine, you will be fined for one year and closed for one month. Mo Qian, you will be fined for two years, and will take full charge of taking care of the four injured disciples until they recover." Sect Master Tianfeng finally looked at his son, "Yan Zhiling, think of the cliff Twenty whips."

"Sect Master!" Yin Tianchen turned pale with shock.

Siguoya's whip is not an ordinary whip. After removing the spiritual power protection, the tortured person can only rely on the penis to carry it after being whipped by the magic weapon.Although monks' bodies have been trained and are hundreds of times stronger than ordinary people, they are not steel and iron bones.A few years ago, a Foundation Establishment disciple was punished for framing his fellow sect, but he was beaten to pieces with ten lashes.

Although they brought the magic weapon back to Jianzong this time, they have been carefully guarding it. If the disciple hadn't been very curious and touched other people's things at will, he would not have suffered this ordeal.He remembered that when the Xuanxuan Sword was sent back, it was packed in a box by the Ninth Elder. The disciple must have opened the box because he was contaminated with demonic energy, which was wrong.

Yin Tianchen knew that thinking like this would be suspected of evading responsibility, if he himself suffers from flesh and blood, it's fine, he has the right to be tempered, but if he wants to let him see Yan Zhiling being beaten to pieces, he must not stand by and watch.

"Sect Master, the responsibility for this matter lies entirely on Mo Qian. Please forgive me and let Mo Qian be punished on behalf of Master."

Sect Master Tianfeng has always been one-sided, and rejected Yin Tianchen's request without thinking.

With the elders fanning the flames, Yan Zhiling was quickly taken out, and Yin Tianchen was also sent to the room of the four disciples, under the supervision of the elders.

Yin Tianchen gritted his teeth, not impulsively.

He waited until Sect Master Tianfeng left before he took the Xuanxuan Sword out of the Qiankun Bag.

He definitely can't defeat Tianfeng Sect Master, but he can still fight against the Great Elder who is also in the Nascent Soul Stage.

The great elder also has a love-hate relationship with this disciple. He is the only son of his favorite eldest disciple. He was supposed to stay in Qi Yunfeng to receive his careful guidance, but because of the stubbornness of the eldest disciple, he was sent to Ling Yanfeng. That person's negligence has something to do with the magic weapon, how can the Great Elder not be heartbroken.

Seeing Yin Tianchen pointing his sword at him, the great elder loathed Yan Zhiling even more: "Mo Qian, do you want to disobey the order of the suzerain?"

Yin Tianchen nodded: "Yes, so, offended."

The Great Elder sneered, just as he was about to see what skills he could use to resist him, he was shocked by the momentum released from him.

Nascent Soul middle stage? ! ! !

This kid is only under 22 years old, how is this possible!